I am a giant in this world 

The genetic anomaly that everyone despises 

Screwing up the gene pool 

Making everything a mess 

Not because I am mutated but simply because I am different

I am a deviant from the well-beaten path that you call normality 

Forgetting all the social norms and freeing myself from all your chains 

The rules that you have lain down for us all to conform to 

I am not your puppet 

I am the rebellious marionette that cut its own strings 

Decided that life in a box was too boring 

And perhaps maybe my idea of standing alone 

Is not a bad one 

I am much rather, the hope that most others are unable to comprehend 

Because they are too busy offering others their backs 

To break whips on 

And in order to see this free happiness 

You must decide to stand rather than bow down to the stress of everyday life 

I yearn to be myself 

Not to be your puppet 

I am a bird with wings 

Made of serpentine scales rather than feathers 

Simply because I think they are more beautiful 

I know that if one was to hope just as much as I do 

That they would be as free as I am 

Bound only by my own body 

And limited only by my own sanity